City Name: George Kardos Position: bar/ drag club owner History: A native of the Diamond City, he was raised in the outer section of the outer ring with his family, a small nomadic band that traveled around to each district depending on the season. He did not go to a traditional school, instead learning the skills he would need to survive both in the city and outside in the wilds. It was by sheer luck and a bit of prejudice that George found himself meeting Owen Bates when he was sixteen, having run into the Rogue's Gallery to escape a group that thought he stole from them. Owen hid George from them and this was the beginning of their friendship.
George would later go off to war for a couple years against another city-state, where he lost his leg and had to get it replaced with a prosthetic. Not long after he returned and was in the hospital, Owen declared his love for him and proposed. He accepted and the two of them would run the Rogue's Gallery together after their wedding, George showing a knack for running a business and to keep Owen from losing his temper at the more irritating of people who would come in.
For three years, their lives were without much incident, which of course changed when the Disaster occurred.
[I have permission from DJ to include Owen in the history section.] Proof: A video of George and Owen showing off their club.
Playing First-person sample: I know that we're all going through a lot with waking up and finding ourselves here, but I would like to extend an invitation to the rest of us...Sleepers, I believe we're called by the people here? My husband and I find ourselves to be the owners of a bar here and it seems to be fully stocked. So if anybody needs a drink, you're welcome to come on by.
I'm not sure what the drinking age is here, but I'm going to say if you're under the age of eighteen, we won't be serving any alcoholic drinks to you. We'll be serving some non-alcoholic alternatives instead for the underage. It wouldn't be a good idea if we all ended up getting in trouble so soon after waking up and I, for one, would rather not have that. Third-person sample: He always had trouble sleeping, but tonight there was a different reason than usual. This time the cause is a sleeping Liam curled up against his side, arm laying across Ken’s chest. It wasn’t that Liam was bothering or anything with the way he was sleeping, but instead just the fact that Liam was sleeping and wouldn’t fade away from the constant contact he had with Ken. He was afraid of waking up and finding that this was only a dream and Liam was still dead, especially with the fact their whole life up prior to this was supposed to be nothing but a dream.
There was some movement from his sleeping husband and Ken watched him stretch out like a cat and end up more on top of Ken than beside him, head placed right on his chest so he could use him as a pillow. Ken had to keep himself from laughing, amused at Liam’s ability to take up space even though he wasn’t all that big of a person. He didn’t want to wake him up and have Liam worry about him not being asleep when it’s so late and there was just the obvious fact that he didn’t want to have Liam lose sleep just because Ken was. Carefully moving his free arm (as his other was currently partially under Liam), he reached up and gently touched his hair, making sure not to wake him. Sometimes it’s hard to know what he was missing having a relationship with a ghost, but now he knew just from doing something as simple as touching him.
It didn’t matter to Ken whether or not that the dream was real. All he wanted was for Liam to stay alive and if that meant living under another name with a different job, he’d do it. Ken wasn’t stupid enough to think that he was in the majority with his train of thought and he knew most people would want to return to the “dreams.” He wasn’t going to stop them from trying. No, he’d help them find out the truth no matter what it was. All he wanted was the chance to stay with Liam while he’s still alive. If this is only temporary, he is just going to spend the time he has doing everything he couldn’t do when Liam was a ghost.
Seeming content with his thoughts now, Ken moved a bit to make himself more comfortable, getting an annoyed noise out of Liam in response. He smiled and looked down at him, amused that even moving a bit didn’t wake him up.Even if this is all a lie, he’s glad to have this chance even for a short while. Part of him wondered if Liam feels the same way. Ah well, it’s something to leave until tomorrow when both of them are awake, not now when a half-asleep man would give no real answer to his question. Putting an arm around him carefully, Ken closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Did you read the rules? Yes.
Kenneth Parker [2/2]
Name: George Kardos
Position: bar/ drag club owner
History: A native of the Diamond City, he was raised in the outer section of the outer ring with his family, a small nomadic band that traveled around to each district depending on the season. He did not go to a traditional school, instead learning the skills he would need to survive both in the city and outside in the wilds. It was by sheer luck and a bit of prejudice that George found himself meeting Owen Bates when he was sixteen, having run into the Rogue's Gallery to escape a group that thought he stole from them. Owen hid George from them and this was the beginning of their friendship.
George would later go off to war for a couple years against another city-state, where he lost his leg and had to get it replaced with a prosthetic. Not long after he returned and was in the hospital, Owen declared his love for him and proposed. He accepted and the two of them would run the Rogue's Gallery together after their wedding, George showing a knack for running a business and to keep Owen from losing his temper at the more irritating of people who would come in.
For three years, their lives were without much incident, which of course changed when the Disaster occurred.
[I have permission from DJ to include Owen in the history section.]
Proof: A video of George and Owen showing off their club.
Playing
First-person sample: I know that we're all going through a lot with waking up and finding ourselves here, but I would like to extend an invitation to the rest of us...Sleepers, I believe we're called by the people here? My husband and I find ourselves to be the owners of a bar here and it seems to be fully stocked. So if anybody needs a drink, you're welcome to come on by.
I'm not sure what the drinking age is here, but I'm going to say if you're under the age of eighteen, we won't be serving any alcoholic drinks to you. We'll be serving some non-alcoholic alternatives instead for the underage. It wouldn't be a good idea if we all ended up getting in trouble so soon after waking up and I, for one, would rather not have that.
Third-person sample: He always had trouble sleeping, but tonight there was a different reason than usual. This time the cause is a sleeping Liam curled up against his side, arm laying across Ken’s chest. It wasn’t that Liam was bothering or anything with the way he was sleeping, but instead just the fact that Liam was sleeping and wouldn’t fade away from the constant contact he had with Ken. He was afraid of waking up and finding that this was only a dream and Liam was still dead, especially with the fact their whole life up prior to this was supposed to be nothing but a dream.
There was some movement from his sleeping husband and Ken watched him stretch out like a cat and end up more on top of Ken than beside him, head placed right on his chest so he could use him as a pillow. Ken had to keep himself from laughing, amused at Liam’s ability to take up space even though he wasn’t all that big of a person. He didn’t want to wake him up and have Liam worry about him not being asleep when it’s so late and there was just the obvious fact that he didn’t want to have Liam lose sleep just because Ken was. Carefully moving his free arm (as his other was currently partially under Liam), he reached up and gently touched his hair, making sure not to wake him. Sometimes it’s hard to know what he was missing having a relationship with a ghost, but now he knew just from doing something as simple as touching him.
It didn’t matter to Ken whether or not that the dream was real. All he wanted was for Liam to stay alive and if that meant living under another name with a different job, he’d do it. Ken wasn’t stupid enough to think that he was in the majority with his train of thought and he knew most people would want to return to the “dreams.” He wasn’t going to stop them from trying. No, he’d help them find out the truth no matter what it was. All he wanted was the chance to stay with Liam while he’s still alive. If this is only temporary, he is just going to spend the time he has doing everything he couldn’t do when Liam was a ghost.
Seeming content with his thoughts now, Ken moved a bit to make himself more comfortable, getting an annoyed noise out of Liam in response. He smiled and looked down at him, amused that even moving a bit didn’t wake him up.Even if this is all a lie, he’s glad to have this chance even for a short while. Part of him wondered if Liam feels the same way. Ah well, it’s something to leave until tomorrow when both of them are awake, not now when a half-asleep man would give no real answer to his question. Putting an arm around him carefully, Ken closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Did you read the rules? Yes.